• You don't know me
    and i don't care
    what's the point of
    living in despair?

    You don't understand me
    and that's okay
    cause i'm not that
    important anyway.

    I'm all alone
    here on my own
    and you wouldn't dare
    cause you don't care
    if i get home.

    What's life all about?
    I need to find out
    I feel betrayed
    i'm torn and frayed
    I scream and shout.

    I sit by myself
    here on the top shelf.
    I'm a little doll
    that you can all
    have for yourself.

    But i stand tall
    and walk down the hall
    and hold back back my tears
    and fight off my fears
    and say goodbye to you all.

    Cause you don't know me
    and i do care
    but i refuse to live in despair.

    And you don't understand me
    No, it's not okay.
    What makes me
    unimportant anyway?